Eve Charity Everson P.O.V
"You can make your phone call now". The officer told me as Lala got off the phone.
"You gotta dial 9 first". He yelled.
I nodded slowly walking up to the phone. I dialed my father's number. He didn't answer. So I called my grandma Beatrice my mother's mom.
"Hello?"
"Hi grandma it's me".
"My only grand child? Hey honey what your ass done did now calling me from jail and what not. I outta buss a cap in yo ass".
"Grandma I need you to come get me". I pouted.
"Let me get this straight. I ain't hear from you in almost a week and when I do you want me to pick you up from jail? I think the fuck not. Honey you know me better than that."
"Grandma please". I whined.
"Fine. Tell you and all your other happy headed ass friends that need a ride to be ready in ten".
She hung up and I smiled.
"Guys my grandma said she will pick y'all up if y'all don't have a ride". I told everybody as I sat down on the cold cement bench.
"My boyfriend coming to get me". Lala said smirking.
"Bitch that grown ass man". Monica laughed.
"Girl he is only twenty and I am only eighteen that is legal. And we only two years apart".
"He makes Lala happy". I said smiling.
"He surely do. And speaking of the devil.". He said looking out the cell to see his boyfriend behind the officer unlocking the cell.
"Hey zaddy. Bye hoes and pimps". He said waving at us.
We all bust out laughing. He is something else.
"On the real I think I did something to my hand". I said raising it up. All my fingers could squeeze into a fist except for my middle and index finger.
"Damn it look kinda purple too". Darius said.
"I know". I said pouting putting my hand back down.
"That other white girl who wasn't fighting was looking like she was about to shit herself". Quincy said.
We all laughed because it was true. Brianna looked so scared. She was holding on to her towel for dear life. I'm pretty sure she was crying.
"Come on Q". Darius said motions to outside the cell where Darius older brother stood outside the cell.
Quincy got up following behind Darius. Both of them got smacked in the back of their heads as soon as the cell closed back. Me and Monica gasped looking at each other before giggling.
"And then there were two". I said.
"And there about to be one if grandma Beatrice don't hurry up".
"Wow she an old ass lady and live way across town."
"Oh I forgot". She laughed.
I shook my head at this goofy bitch. About ten minutes later grandma came. I hopped up after Monica and followed her out the cell and out the front door.
"So why was y'all in there?" My grandma asked unlocking the doors getting in.
"Some girl kept calling Eve a slave and posting it so I made Eve come to her house to fight her."
"Yeah I ain't really care but you know Monica she so crazy and couldn't let it go. I know that fighting isn't always the answer but you can't tell Monica nothing". I said putting on my seat belt.
"Yeah but in this case baby she needed a corn bread and collard greens ass whooping for making those slaves jokes. But if she still messing with you after you done beat her ass then you better make white people jokes and ask that cracker of she want some cheese". My grandma said laughing.
I shook my head at my crazy grandmother. In about ten minutes I was home and inside my room. It was still early and it was only 3:44. I put an ice pack on my fingers for about 30 minutes.
Then I took a 30 minute shower and then put on lotion.I put on an all white crop top to show off my belly piercing with my light blue ripped jeans and my all white vans. I put on some lip gloss and five dollars off my dresser.
I walked about five blocks to the park. I sat on a swing and watched the boys play basketball. One boy in particular I couldn't keep my eyes off of.
I got off the swing going to sit at a table so I could get closer. I watched the boy closely as he dunked on the hoop. I realized the boy was Quincy. He caught me staring and winked at me.
A few minutes the game was over. Quincy signaled for me to come over. So I got up and walked over.
"What you doing out here?" He asked.
"I was bored so I came here". I shrugged my shoulders.
"Nigga you mad over a game". I heard some guy yell.
"Nigga hell yeah y'all cheated". The guy with a white muscle shirt yelled.
"Nigga fuck out my face". The other guy said dribbling the ball.
"Nigga suck my dick and take it personal.".
"Your moms can suck mines bitch boy".
The guy with the muscle shirt pulled out a gun and everybody took off running. As three shots rang off.
BOOM BOOM BOOM
